The city is lagging behind the pace of modernization, beside the cement streets.

The woman wearing old-fashioned glasses as thick as the bottom of a bottle dragged a middle-aged aunt next to her into a hidden place on the street corner.

"Aunt Wang, don't say it so loudly!ok?!"

The girl known as 'Xiaomei' looked around vigilantly, fortunately there were no pedestrians on the road today, and the few people who did not notice Aunt Wang's gaffe.

"What are you afraid of!" Aunt Wang pulled out her mouth from Xiaomei's hand (what a subtle way of saying it...... "If the subsidy is not paid, forget it! The water and electricity bills are said to be reduced! The contract is still in black and white!"

yes, the contract is still there, it's just ......

The dominant power to perform contracts has never been in the hands of the disadvantaged.

"Forget it...... Fortunately, no one on the side heard it......" After confirming the situation around again, Xiaomei sighed and let go of Aunt Wang.

"Hey, my phone has ringed~"

At this time, Aunt Wang found out the information displayed on the screen of her mobile phone.

An unread message.

"Send me the account of the orphanage, I made a sum of money a year ago, I will give you some money first. By the way, I'll wait for me to get the New Year's goods or something. ”

The note displayed on the message is 'Poor Bimo'.

What a good name......

Aunt Wang's face changed suddenly when she saw this message, as if the cook saw the salted fish in the pot suddenly come to life.

"What's wrong? Aunt Wang, is it a text message from the bank to collect money?"

Xiaomei asked nervously, indeed, they had already wanted to borrow money from the bank, but the deadline for repayment should be June after the year.

Those people shouldn't be so anxious......

"It's not...... It's the ......" It seems that Aunt Wang is not impressed with Mo Xie, so she only determined the name of this 'gold master' after looking through the earlier text messages, "It's a guy who came out of the orphanage, named 'Mo Xie', and said that he wanted to give us money." ”

It's unbelievable, is there finally a chance for the guy who got out of the orphanage?!

It wasn't just Aunt Wang who felt incredulous, Xiaomei snatched Aunt Wang's mobile phone and flipped it up.

"'Poor than Mo'?!" Seeing Aunt Wang's note to Mo Ye at first glance, Xiaomei asked a question.

"Ha~ha......" Aunt Wang smiled awkwardly.

This nickname was very appropriate for Mo Ye back then, because he didn't have any relatives who came to the orphanage to see him, and even his background was not so clear.

He is a real child raised by an orphanage**, and every stitch in his body when he leaves is from the orphanage.

Attending the cheapest school and doing odd jobs in his spare time, he never had much money to spare.

How can such a person have the money to give to an orphanage?!

"Mo Xie, don't be reluctant, the situation in the orphanage can still last for a while, and ZF has also promised to solve the problem for us, you don't need to break too much. ”

Xiao Mei thought for a while, and directly bypassed the owner of this mobile phone, Aunt Wang, and sent a message back to Mo Ye.

"Hey!" Xiaomei's movements did not escape Aunt Wang's eyes, "Xiaomei! What are you doing! It's easy for someone to donate money to the orphanage!"

Yes, the orphanage has not been donated by the community for a long time, perhaps because it has been forgotten by this society......

"This year, it's not easy for everyone, I also know Mo Xie, I heard that it's not very good, and I don't even have a stable job after graduation. Xiaomei did seem to know Mo Xie, after all, she also came out of the orphanage, and Mo Xie's information was left in the orphanage's files, especially in the records of the infirmary.

Of course, none of that is a glorious thing.

It is not unforeseeable that a baby found in the snow will be frail and sick.

"Ah...... That's ......," Aunt Wang said, she took back her phone, typed out a string of numbers very quickly, and sent it out.

"Aunt Wang......!"

Fast, too fast, Aunt Wang's hand speed has broken through the sky, and similarly, her memory has also broken through the sky.

She sent out the orphanage's bank account number, and it looked like the numbers were etched into her mind.

"Don't look at me like that, maybe he just wants to have a conversation of one or two hundred. Aunt Wang said this, and stuffed her mobile phone into her trouser pocket.

"Alas......" Xiaomei sighed, she didn't know what to say anymore.

Today, the sun is shining in Pushi Town, but the shadows cast by the buildings on both sides of the street still make people feel cold.

"Let's go to the civil affairs department again, Lao Liu should be back soon, maybe he can bring back some good news." ”

The text messages that had been sent could no longer be retrieved, and Xiao Mei pulled Aunt Wang and continued to walk towards the destination that had been set on the fishing line.

"Buzz!"

It seems that Aunt Wang has a lot of text messages today, but it is estimated that it will not be any important information.

"Mo Xie sent you a transfer of 20,051 yuan, and the current account amount is 200513......"

Seeing the abbreviated text message on the mobile phone screen, Aunt Wang felt that her heartbeat had skipped a beat.

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"Earn 200 Wish Power Points. ”

The blunt voice of the "Holy Scripture" sounded in Mo Ye's mind, as if a boss who was unwilling to pay wages to his employees, and its voice could really be described as 'unwilling'.

As the saying goes, "what the enemy opposes, we must respect", and I feel that I should respect what I want to see in the Holy Scripture.

"That's how you get the Wishing Power Points......

It took less than five minutes to get the result.

Hiding in the clouds, Mo Xie felt good about himself - this man had selectively forgotten about his 'stupidity'.

"Holy Scripture, is it enough to count the available Wish Power Points for the Huàn 'Dragon Bloodline Package'?"

Mo Ye continued to praise his 'wit' and then asked.

"That's enough, if you pay 200 Wish Power points, I'll give you 100 points left. "The Holy Book is a businessman, although he is a profiteer, but he still understands the dangers of 'killing chickens and taking eggs'.

Now Mo Xie is in urgent need of a 'makeover' and a 'rise in the panel', and it is almost enough to collect a 'cost price' at this time

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